Lin Chaoge stuffed the last corner of the cake into his mouth, took a sip of tea, picked up a handkerchief and wiped his hands before putting down the test basket, covering it with white yarn, unfolding the test paper, grinding the ink, and looking up at the questions posted on the erected wooden board in front of him.

Although Master Zhou was not at ease, it was not good to stay here for a long time, he frowned, and he had no intention of returning to sit on the stage, so he inspected the examination shed, and the examination booth of thousands of people transferred to Lin Chaoge's side for some time, and it would not look abrupt.

There are a lot of people outside the palace, and the exam will take three days and the results will not be released on the spot, and the results will be released four days later.

Lin Xiucai didn't leave immediately, he sat in the car and waited with his eyes closed, his thin hand clenched a faded silver hairpin in his palm.

There was another commotion in the examination booth talking here, and it turned out that a few cheaters were kicked out, crying and crying and making noise, and left in the ridicule of everyone.

The examination shed inside was not affected by these cheating, and the candidates answered the questions more cautiously, Zhou Fuzi didn't know how many times he turned around, seeing that Lin Chaoge Bai Qingxing was interested in looking at the inkstone where a few errand servants were cheating, and then looking at the scroll paper, it was only half written, so he had to stare and knock on the table again to remind.

These little bunnies are really not worry-free.

Lin Chaoge continued to bow his head and write, and Master Zhou was also tired and sat back, so he decided not to read it anymore, and the score depended on the fate of each person.

Anyway, the worst is also a last-class, good poetry is not necessarily good writing, and bad writing can't erase his fame, Zhou Fuzi is a little at ease.

For example, the question they took this time was from "The Mean": The father is the doctor, the son is the scholar: the funeral is the doctor, and the sacrifice is the soldier. The father is a scholar, and the son is a doctor: mourn a soldier, sacrifice a doctor. The mourning of the period reaches the doctor; Three years of mourning reached the Son of Heaven; The mourning of parents is not noble or cheap.

Lin Chaoge wrote her opinions unhurriedly, after the sea of questions and tactics of the college entrance examination in her previous life, these two articles are not difficult for her, watching people constantly submit papers in advance to attract envy and admiration, just like the exams in her previous life, she will not be in the limelight, since she has entered the examination room, she does not need these gimmicks, she honestly follows the crowd, and then relies on the county order to judge.

Looking at the timer set up in the field, after eating a lunch sent by the officials, picking up the toilet when no one was around, when the drum sounded at the end of the exam, Lin Chaoge handed in the exam papers of the first day with most of the candidates, and continued to go back to the booth to rest, waiting for the exam questions on the second day.

There is no need to be vague about the name of the county exam, and the officials will collect the exam papers and send them to the county order, and the county order has already reviewed the test papers submitted in advance in front of the hall, or praise or shake their heads, but it is impossible to read all the nearly two thousand exam papers in the county order at once.

Lin Chaoge walked steadily among the young and old students, without crying or laughing sadly, someone squeezed around and said, "How do you feel?"

I remember that Lin Xiucai told her many things, and took the trouble to teach her the skills of answering questions over and over again, but in the end, he rubbed her hair and said, "Don't put pressure on yourself, come out after answering." ”

It seemed that half a day had passed, and with the sound of a drum, the examination shed opened and seven or eight candidates poured out, and it turned out that there were white papers coming out.

At this time, there were only three or two kittens outside the county office, and most of them waited for the end of the exam three days later.

At the end of the third day, at noon, the jasper was made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hung down. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Lin Chaoge was very well prepared this time, after answering the questions, he carefully checked it several times, went out of the examination booth, rubbed his eyes that were a little sore and sore, his steps were soft, and his hands and feet were weak and weak.

The people who have candidates at home have been waiting early, and as soon as the door of the space government is opened, a swarm of bees have come up, and even the spring stools that carry people have been prepared, and when they see someone out of the county government, they hold pillows and spring stools, and the sedan chairs rush forward, squeezing other people waiting for candidates into scolding.

Lin Chaoge's footsteps were vain, but he didn't faint this time, he didn't eat well or sleep well in the past three days, so he just fought wits and courage with the questioner.

As soon as Lin Chaoge came out of the county office, he leaned on a willow tree and closed his eyes to recuperate, moving in the middle day by day, and when she waited for a long time, she didn't see anyone come to greet her, her head was dizzy, and the whole person was top-heavy, so she almost didn't fall asleep directly.

"Young master, old ...... After a long time, Xi'er hurried over, with unwiped tears on her face, her nose and eyes were red, and her crying and crying attracted a lot of attention.

"Xi'er, don't cry, what's wrong with my father!" Lin Chaoge's inner alarm bell was loud, and he had a faint bad feeling, and his hands and feet were cold and trembling.

"Less...... Master... Old... The old man ...... "snort, Xi'er touched her tears casually, and then she opened her mouth intermittently, and a pair of eyes as red as rabbit eyes were looking at her wetly.

"Don't worry, say slowly, what's wrong with my father" said slowly, not in a hurry, but what he thought in his heart was completely different, the whole person was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, for fear that something would happen at home.

The short sentence "The master is gone this morning" seemed to hold back Xi'er's lifelong courage, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes again, and she reached out to wipe it away, spending her whole face.

Quiet, weird and silent, in the cold winter wax moon only wearing thin clothes cold.

"What does it mean to be gone" Lin Chaoge grabbed Xi'er's shoulder and repeated this sentence repeatedly, obviously unwilling to believe it, this joke is not funny, not funny at all!

"On the morning of the young master's exam, the master left."

"Young master, the festival is changing, the lord definitely doesn't want to see you like this" Xi'er saw that Lin Chaoge's appearance was wrong, and she was so shocked that she didn't know what to do, and cried intermittently.

Lin Chaoge suddenly heard this bad news, coupled with the excessive fatigue in the past three days, the whole person's eyes turned black and they fell to the ground with a bang.

frightened the families and candidates of the people around them who did not leave.

Xi'er helped her to walk back, and when she reached the carriage parked on the corner,

Wang Xifeng, who arrived later, lifted the curtain and saw that Lin Chaoge was lying on the low table, his scarf and hat scattered aside, revealing the black silk mesh towel inside, his sideburns were black and soaked with cold sweat, and his face was pale.

In her sleep, her brows furrowed, as if she had some terrible nightmare

Xi'er was about to wake up Lin Chaoge, but Wang Xifeng stopped him, made a silent gesture, and whispered, "Let her sleep for a while." ”

She instructed Liu Yang to stay outside and drive, got into the carriage lightly, and carefully lay him on the couch, so that he could sleep comfortably on his legs.

He seemed to be really tired and didn't wake up, Wang Xifeng was also in the examination room this time, and he didn't take long to fall asleep.

The carriage returned to the front door of the house, went directly to the back door, set up the door panel, and drove in.

Liu Yang asked Xi'er to wait outside the carriage for Wang Xifeng and Lin Chaoge to wake up and make plans.

Wang Xifeng woke up leisurely, his head was still sore, but Lin Chaoge didn't mean to wake up half a minute, his legs were numb from the pillow, but he didn't have the meaning of moving, and he looked at it with pity.

She slept for a day and a night, and when she woke up, it was raining outside, and she looked through the fan, and the canna flowers in the yard were so heavy that she couldn't lift her head.

Luohong was ruthlessly wet by the spring rain, destroying and ravaging the delicate flowers.

Xi'er was guarding the door, and when she heard her coughing, she immediately called someone to go to the stove room to bring hot meals and hot dishes.

She drank the hot bowl of soup, her body warmed up, and her hazy fragmented consciousness began to gradually return.

There was a knock knock outside, and there was a sound of footsteps from far and near, Xi'er and Wang Xifeng ran into the room one after the other, "Young master, you're awake!" ”

"My father, where is my father?" Lin Chaoge's eyes were blank, and his plain white fingers clutched the cyan silk quilt, as if he had lost focus, muttering to himself to the visitor, as if asking and answering himself.

Wang Xifeng and Xi'er didn't speak, their mouths were full of bitterness.

The darkness in front of the mansion follows the wind, and the handwriting on the couplet is bitter to the bone marrow, and the sound of virtue is preserved at the end of life.

In a blink of an eye, it was the day of the release of the list, because most of the show was released during the fragrant season of peach pear and apricot blossoms, also known as the apricot list.

The night before the release of the list, Lin Chaoge suddenly dreamed of a person.

Snow was falling outside, and snowflakes the size of goose feathers fluttered, and in a short time a thick layer had accumulated.

The eyes are all pure white. The snow is too late in spring, so it wears the garden trees to make flying flowers.

She stood in the vermilion corridor outside the study, her hands curled into her cuffs, still unable to stop the cold to her bones, shivering from the cold.

A person walked out of the study, couldn't see his face clearly, and vaguely saw a beam crown on his head, a crimson official robe, a white gauze in the middle, a ribbon, a jade leather belt, a green bamboo embroidered silver bag, a hanging tooth tag, black satin cloud toe shoes, neatly dressed, and a calm face.

The snow was so overwhelming that it was as if everything had lost its color.

She stood in the corridor, watching the man walk away, trying to reach out and say something, but the wind blew on her face, and it was bitterly cold, and she felt that even the blood on her body was cold.

Between heaven and earth, only the dazzling but indifferent back remains.

In the cold and desolate wilderness, there was a sudden noise, and someone gently pushed open the door and walked into the room.

Lin Chaoge realized that he was dreaming, Huo Ran opened his eyes, woke up, and the pillow was wet.

She sat up with her brace, buttoned up her clothes, put her feet on the pedals, and slowly put on her brocade boots.

A pair of slender and calloused hands opened the crystal curtain outside, Wang Xifeng walked into the house, and asked her with a pair of cat-like apricot eyes with a smile, "Awake?" ”

The tent hung low, the figure was blurred, and the voice was blurred, but the person in front of him was clear and warm.

Lin Chaoge covered his lips and yawned, opened the Subai Luo tent, hung it on the lotus copper hook, pulled his hair together, tied his hair with brocade three or two times, and asked, "Today is my father's first seven."

It's dark in front of the window, and it's not yet dawn! The alleys were noisy with gongs and drums, and the shouts and firecrackers were endless.

There are many candidates living in the street in Liuxiang, and there are many talents in the exam, and the black-booted and red-robed officials are busy back and forth, sending the good news to each family.

Early in the morning, each family sent their family members to see the apricot list at the Zhang Bang, and the family was looking forward to it, hoping to get a good news.